Chapter 14: A Gentleman’s Revenge Takes Ten Years, or Whatever—
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 14: A Gentleman’s Revenge Takes Ten Years, or Whatever—
Yukina, who was about to head to class, slips away secretly to avoid being seen.
Heading toward a quiet hallway with little foot traffic, she checks for anyone nearby before ducking into a storage room filled with cleaning supplies and unused materials.
“Are you here for your lost property?”
“… …”
A truly annoying man, acting as if he knew exactly what she was up to.
Yukina’s expression crumpled instantly. Yeon-woo gave a thin smile and handed her the bag she had left behind while fleeing.
“Didn’t you say you wouldn’t interfere?”
“I didn’t. If I were going to interfere, I would’ve mentioned your name back there.”
Just what was with this guy?
It was impressive enough that he had deduced everything from mere traces as if he’d seen it happen before his eyes, but he even knew she was the culprit.
Seeing as he had already found the equipment she’d been forced to hide for fear of being caught by the security team, he wasn't just bluffing.
“How… did you know?”
“Nothing special. They just don’t know it was you. Derek already figured out what happened in the hallway. He just wanted the words ‘insider job’ to come from a student’s mouth rather than a teacher’s or an agent’s.”
“… …”
“You told me not to underestimate the Organization… but you’re the one underestimating Yggdrasil. How many people do you think have targeted the Source? There are plenty of veteran mages here who have stopped the annual tradition of intruders without a single hitch.”
“Arrogant bastard.”
“My face is handsome. I’m definitely a ‘blessed’ bastard, not an arrogant one.”
He tapped the small bag he’d placed in Yukina’s hands and walked out of the storage room.
Yukina stared silently at the closed door he’d left through, then checked her bag before returning to the classroom.
Every single thing he did was irritating.
“So, are you and Yeon-woo-ching dating now?”
“Pfft—! Ah, sorry!”
At Mary’s words, Yukina spat out the drink she was sipping.
The top of Jade’s head, who had been looking at her smartphone, got soaked. Yukina apologized while glaring at Mary.
“Why would I date a guy like that?”
“Aww~ Playing hard to get in front of people? You’ve been watching too much anime~”
“I’m telling you, we’re not dating.”
“Tsk—you’re even hiding it from us? After that deep kiss on the rooftop?”
“…?”
While Yukina was struggling to understand what she meant, Jade, her head still damp, showed her the phone screen.
On it was a video of Yukina grabbing Yeon-woo by the collar.
However, because it was captured from behind, it looked like Yukina was pouncing on him.
“Whoa, such bold PDA in broad daylight, and at school no less. Professor Jade, what are your thoughts?”
“I think they should just get a room. And using sound-blocking magic… if they’d blocked the view too, who knows what they would’ve done…”
“Ooh, look at them squirming while they make out. Is he touching her chest there?”
“Yes, 100 percent.”
The two of them grinned as they teased Yukina.
It was actually the moment Yeon-woo was pressing the Truth Crystal into Yukina’s hand, but from the back, it looked completely different.
The more they teased her, the redder Yukina’s face became. The two of them smirked, finding the sight of the cool-headed beauty being embarrassed quite cute.
“Man… I was going to ask for a taste later, but looking at her face, I guess that’s a no-go.”
“Yeah, this is pure love. Pure love. But if possible, I’d like a turn too… I’m a total sucker for a pretty face, so I’m great at ‘tasting.’”
Continuing their banter with satisfied faces, the friends ran away to escape the fuming Yukina.
Whether it was a mission or daily life, why did that guy keep getting involved?
She couldn't get entangled with him anymore.
* * *
Ah—that was exhausting.
I finally unlocked the Masayoshi Perk.
I have more money than I know what to do with, so that wasn't the issue, but finding adult magazines was incredibly difficult.
I had to slap a self-proclaimed ‘collector’ who refused to sell with a stack of cash and even put a bounty on the internet to finally get them.
Actually, Masayoshi’s Perk is a quality-of-life feature, so I’m glad it was relatively easy to get. If it were any other character, I’d still be worrying about where to find more adult magazines.
“So, I just have to send a text?”
“Exactly. The other person doesn’t even need to install anything. Just a simple ‘ding’ and it’s OK. Isn’t it awesome?”
In the game, it just said you could now see the characters' locations, so I just went with it. But as it turns out, it was a criminal act of planting malware on smartphones.
Between the convenience store incident and this, that bastard Akito talked a big game about justice while committing crimes left and right.
Well, he is the kind of guy who sticks his dick into anything that moves.
My trust in Akito plummeted as the truth came to light.
“You guys really have some nerve.”
“No need for compliments. I already know I’m brilliant.”
“Does that brilliant brain of yours not consider what happens if you get caught?”
Rio looked disgusted, but Masayoshi was nonchalant.
Emphasizing once more that no one would know his name if they got caught, Masayoshi chuckled as he enjoyed the adult magazines I gave him.
“Are you really going to use that?”
“I have to. I don’t want to get beaten by Master anymore.”
“Sigh—I don’t even know anymore.”
What’s a perverted otaku who steals girls' panties doing worrying about the law?
As if he didn't want to be involved, Rio shut his mouth, and I sent a text to Yukina.
How did I know her number? Well, she has plenty of close friends.
Unlike that bitch Chika, Mary is quite kind.
As soon as I sent the text and let her know it was me, she got angry and told me not to contact her.
Still, she didn't block me. She’s surprisingly detailed in her kindness.
Opening the app Masayoshi installed, I checked the map, and Yukina’s location was displayed.
But what kind of logic is this that it even knows what floor she’s on?
… Let’s not think about the hard stuff.
Now I don’t have to get scolded by Frey for following Yukina around.
Thanks to Masayoshi’s Perk, I finally have a bit of breathing room in my tight schedule, which usually requires moving by the minute.
Phew—I’ve really been living a busy life.
Dropped into an eroge world, working my ass off to get items and earn money, and once I enrolled, it was part-time jobs, training, and studying—I’ve never been this busy in my life.
Shouldn't I give myself a reward for working so hard?
What would be good… since it’s an eroge, sex is the first thing that comes to mind, but with a face that’s already on ‘Life: Easy Mode,’ there are plenty of women who would come running if I just called.
My relationships with the heroines are still a long way off.
I want to do something a bit different from the usual…
Ah.
While thinking about how to relieve all the stress I’ve built up, a great idea comes to mind.
Why did I forget about this?
“What are you thinking about? You look like you’re about to pull something… look at that wicked expression…”
“My face is—”
“I know, it’s handsome. Stop saying that.”
Ignoring the ugly Rio’s words, I stood up.
There’s someone who served as the driving force for me to live diligently.
The very first day I fell into this world.
The brothel that wounded my kind heart when I tried to satisfy my desires without harming any women.
You’re all dead.
As soon as class ended, I rushed to the red-light district.
“Welcome.”
“Welcome, my ass. Don’t rush the customer.”
“… …”
Seeing me spout profanities the moment I walked in, The Brute shut his mouth as if he didn't know how to respond.
He’s still working here? Well, it’s only been two months, so I guess nothing much would have changed.
“Customer? If you’re going to be this rude…”
“If I’m rude, what? What are you going to do?”
I am currently wearing the Yggdrasil school uniform.
It means I am a mage candidate who will one day work in a major position and possess the power of the elite.
What is he going to do against a mage who isn't just some random nobody, but someone with the power to kill a person with a flick of a finger?
Of course, my only offensive magic is lighting a cigarette, so I can’t actually kill him, but how is he supposed to know that?
“I’m sorry.”
When I glared at him as if telling him to keep talking, The Brute immediately lost his nerve and sheepishly looked away.
Seeing the weak side of The Brute, who had acted so tough when I was The Pig, I nodded as if I understood and put my arm around his shoulder.
I’m taller than him now, and my shoulders have broadened, so it wasn't uncomfortable to wrap my arm around him.
“Hey, why did you get so fat? Can you even guard the shop with a body like this?”
“Customer, the girls are…”
“No, I’ll find the girls myself, so forget that. More importantly, lose some weight. There’s a gym right over there, you know? Go work out. Is this even muscle? Look at how my finger just sinks right in.”
When I poked his side, The Brute frowned and tried to pull away, but I held his shoulder tight so he couldn't escape.
Satisfied with The Brute’s reddening face, I patted his shoulder a few times and let him go.
“Go bring out all your aces. Let’s see the quality of this place.”
“All of them? This place is a bit expensive…”
Leaving The Brute behind and heading inside, I didn't look back but raised my hand to show him a card.
Why carry a card in a world where everything can be done with a smartphone? Because this is a card meant to be carried around and shown to people.
A symbol of wealth.
The Brute’s mouth shut the moment he saw the Black Card, which only a few wealthy people could hold, and I entered the room I was guided to and waited for the girls.
They make so much money, yet their service is lacking. What’s with this drink they gave me to have while waiting?
While drinking from a small commercial soda can, the door opened after a short wait, and beautiful women walked in.
They were certainly pretty, but they paled in comparison to the heroines.
If it were when I first fell here, I probably wouldn't have even been able to talk to them because they were so pretty, but having already met many women and seen the heroines, I felt nothing.
I didn't come here for sex anyway.
‘Hey, these ladies have eyes too. You think they’ll just spread their legs for anyone with money?’
I haven't forgotten what happened that day.
I don’t know what they heard from The Brute, but the women who entered nervously brightened up the moment they saw my face.
Looking at the women with lewd faces that looked like they’d spread their legs right then and there, my self-esteem rose.
Yes, I really am handsome.
My heart, which had been wounded by the constant cold treatment at Yggdrasil, was being healed a little.
Not that I’d forgotten the insult, though.
I always pay back what I’ve received.
As I scanned the women from head to toe with half-closed eyes, The Brute approached.
“How are they? These are our top girls…”
“Are you crazy?”
“Huh?”
“Hey, I have eyes too. You think I’d spend money on just anyone?”
As I threw back the words I’d heard then, a thrill ran up my spine.
“I’m a kind-hearted guy, so I’m usually not picky. But I wouldn't even be able to get it up for these faces.”
The aces, who had only ever been the ones doing the choosing, looked offended, and their expressions stiffened at my words.
But since a customer—a jerk of one—was in front of them, they forced a smile despite their feelings, making them look even uglier.
“Is this all? How disappointing. Hey, be a bit more hospitable to your customers. Don’t be so picky, you prick.”
I patted his cheek, telling him to do better, and stood up. The Brute’s face changed to one of someone looking at a madman who shouldn't be messed with.
Well, unless he knew I was that pig from before, he’d probably just think I was some crazy guy.
But what does it matter? I came here to pay them back in kind, not to make friends.
I felt like flipping the whole place over, but they should consider themselves lucky I stopped at just making them feel like shit.
As I was about to leave the shop, I locked eyes with a woman coming toward the room I had been in.
“Oh my, it seems you didn't find any of the girls to your liking?”
She was kind, even though she already knew what kind of scene I’d caused.
A mature woman befitting her 30s, she was completely different from the green ‘aces’ I’d seen earlier.
The woman, who embodied the very word ‘mellow,’ smiled serenely with a seductive yet calm face and linked her arm with mine.
“I’m sorry we couldn't meet your expectations. As an apology, may I buy you a drink?”
“Sorry, but my mood’s already ruined. I’ll come back later, Madame.”
“That’s a shame. Do come again.”
The Madame showed off her adult charm and let me go easily without being clingy.
To be honest, the moment I saw the Madame, the urge to do it surged like a tide, but I held back.
She isn't a mid-boss for nothing.
I’m not calling her a mid-boss because she’s an enemy in the story.
It’s just that this game is… how should I put it? Overstuffed? A hodgepodge? Going overboard? It’s a game that doesn't know when to stop.
For example, the highlight of an RPG is character growth.
Oh? You like growth? Then how about growing your dick stats instead of just combat? All grown? Wow, it’s huge. Since it’s about growth, let’s grow pets instead of just companions. Oh, how about a company? Let’s scale it up and grow a whole village, shall we?
That’s not growth, that’s a management sim, you idiots.
Anyway, thanks to the greedy developers who didn't know when to quit, there’s an enormous amount of content.
Instead, the depth is naturally shallow. It doesn't matter now that it’s reality, though.
In any case, you can grow things like penis size, stamina, and sex skills.
I think my junk is… larger than average, but I wouldn't say it’s overwhelming or extraordinary.
When I used the Doll of Ambition, I was too focused on my appearance and didn't think to pay attention to that.
In the game, Akito develops his sex skills and deals with things like brothels, or temptresses and succubi who suck the life force out of men.
And just like a Pokémon Gym, he goes around brothels defeating these Madames to gain sex skills and qualifications.
I’m confident I can satisfy an ordinary woman, but my ‘little brother’ is still too weak to handle this man-eater Madame.
Let’s be satisfied with my revenge for today and deal with the Madame later.
I forced myself to ignore the Madame’s gaze, which felt like a predator eyeing its prey, and walked out, leaving the red-light district behind.
“Ah.”
“Huh? It’s Yeon-woo. Where are you headed?”
Dammit, of all places, I have to run into Akito here?
I ran right into them at the intersection where the red-light district meets the main street.
Chika and Shiori leaned over to check the red-light district street behind me, and their eyes turned to ones of disgust. Akito seemed to notice too and gave an awkward laugh.
“Ahahaha… well, a man’s gotta do what a man’s gotta do…”
“What do you mean, ‘a man’s gotta do what a man’s gotta do’? What are you talking about, Akito? Have you been to a place like that too?!”
“Brother… I’m right here… if you need, I can instead—”
“No, no. I’ve never been. I have no intention of going, either. I’m not really interested in that kind of thing.”
You bastard, don’t lie in front of the girls!
You have thirteen brothels to conquer! Thirteen! How can a guy who starts a club to make a sex room and commits incest with his sister say that?!
However, Chika and Shiori believed the words of that prick Akito wholeheartedly and dragged him away.
As if they had to pull Akito away from some filthy filth, Chika and Shiori looked back and shot me looks of pure contempt as they left.
Akito, you just wait until you go to a brothel.
I’m going to record everything and hold a screening for Chika and Shiori.